Become a stepmother and save the male protagonist of the painful literary school

"I've seen your grades. Your English is very good. I'll have a lot of questions for you in the future."

Tong Huaimu was not shaken by these words, but suddenly remembered Jian Yan's hopes for him, so he nodded in agreement.

Jin Bushi was very happy and felt that he had taken a big step forward.

Pick up his classical Chinese translation and read it.

His handwriting is not neat, but it is vigorous and powerful. The individual characters are still very beautiful.

She looked carefully and found a mistake.

"The second sentence of the seventh line, '金柜' is incorrect to translate it as 'golden box'. Here it means an iron box."

"why?"

Tong Huaimu still held the pen in his hand, his brows slightly furrowed, and he looked puzzled.

Jin Buxi: "Kui means box. Some people translate it as 'cabinet', and some people translate it as 'basket'. This article takes the former meaning, and further infers it as an iron box based on the content of this article."

"There are three reasons why it cannot be translated as gold box."

"First, the word does not generally mean a golden box. Second, the protagonist of the passage is a local county official, so it is impossible for him to use a golden box to store things. Third, the gold of that dynasty was actually brass."

After that, she laughed again, revealing two small canine teeth: "The person who made the question is setting a trap. If you jump into it, you will lose two points."

Tong Huaimu corrected what she pointed out.

While changing it, he said, "Have you been asking about me recently?"

"You know?"

She was surprised. She didn't ask him in person, how did he know?

The boy's voice was hoarse, typical of adolescence, but not unpleasant to the ear. "I know."

He was the president of the student union and had many informants. Not only did he know what was happening around him, he also knew about things happening in other grades.

As for himself, it was even clearer.

He understood that most people disliked him, saying one thing in public but doing another. They said nice things to others in order to avoid giving them something to talk about, but in fact they all hated him.

Because he does not fit in, does not seek profit for them, and does not form cliques.

Jin Buxi explained carefully: "I wanted to get to know you, but you didn't seem to be willing to talk to me, so I asked my classmates."

She tactfully expressed that she had no ill intentions and just wanted to get along well with him.

Tong Huaimu changed to a red pen, and listened to her sincere words without any fluctuation in expression: "You can ask me directly, don't believe other people's comments."

The girl pursed her lips. This was tantamount to a warning to her. He hated this kind of private investigation.

She apologized openly: "I know that what you hear is not as good as what you see. I will ask you directly next time."

Tong Huaimu: "When you introduced yourself, you only explained the word 'Jin' and 'Xi', but not the word 'Bu'."

"What……"

She was stunned for a moment, then realized that he was talking about the self-introduction he made at the podium two days ago.

I didn't expect he remembered it so clearly.

"I was so nervous when I went on stage that I forgot about it when I got excited."

He paused while writing: "Forgot?"

"Well, I forgot."

Jin Buxi repeated it, her sweet voice was suppressed and flat, and no emotion could be heard.

……

Ever since Jian Yao went to jail, Jian Yan has been reorganizing his dessert business.

During her absence, Xuexiang had been acting as her agent, and her employees' salaries were allocated from the turnover. Although the other party was a little lacking in foresight, he was down-to-earth and did a good job. So she rewarded him with 500,000 yuan, which made Xuexiang so excited that she hugged Tuanzi and smiled foolishly.

The production team and quality control are getting better and better, and everyone is very motivated after she came back.

In addition, she took advantage of the popularity of "Shangguan Mei" on the Internet and opened an account to post her own drawings, which attracted many buyers.

Considering that it is inconvenient to carry a drawing board when traveling, she uses a computer to connect the board to create. Although technology is far less advanced than it was back then, and it is not as comfortable to use, it is better than nothing.

She began to get in touch with some famous people in the painting circle, and at the recommendation of one of them, she got involved in the field of clothing and began to design clothes.

After Meng Jiangshu found out, she took her to meet someone - the famous jewelry designer Tang Zhuohua.

She was startled.

Because when Mr. Meng introduced her, he said, "This is my sister Tang Zhuohua. You can ask her about design-related matters. She is good at jewelry design, and her clothing design is not inferior either."

The two discussed the design together in the sea view room they booked, and became familiar with each other after a few contacts.

She discovered that the talented designer Tang Zhuohua was a very eccentric person, somewhat chivalrous and worldly-wise, who usually had wild fantasies, and once he had an inspiration it would be amazing.

As Meng Jiangshu said, although she is famous for jewelry design, she is also very knowledgeable about clothing.

Sometimes she would sigh that having strong talent really makes a difference!

So she wanted to worship him as her teacher, but Tang Zhuohua frowned, put his arm around her shoulders and said, "Teacher makes me sound like I'm older than you. We are buddies! What we are doing is called academic discussion!"

"Hahaha, okay, let's have an academic discussion." She was infected by the other party's passion and couldn't help laughing.

Tang Zhuohua pointed at the mirror and asked her to look: "Look, you look really good when you smile happily. Don't fake smile all day long, you look like a decent fake person. How can a real person have such stable emotions?"

The fake smile she was referring to was the polite and distant yet polite smile that Jane Yan often had on her face.

Jian Yan looked at herself in the mirror and was stunned. It turned out that she would laugh when she was happy. After a long pause, she nodded seriously: "Okay, I'll try my best."

It turns out that she was not born with the ability to smile appropriately, and she would not laugh like an ordinary girl when she was happy and relaxed.

It was the living environment in the past that forced her to be cautious and careful at every step...

For a long time, she was obsessed with learning from Tang Zhuohua. Whenever she was free, she would go to her office or home.

Once I almost ruined someone's good fortune.

Jian Yan sat in the car and sent a text message to Tang Zhuohua saying that she would ask her for advice another day as she was a bit busy today.

In fact, it wasn't that she was busy, but she went there at an unlucky time. When she entered the other person's house, the other person didn't close the door. She saw the other person and the two men through the crack in the door...

"Your face is red, do you have a fever? Let's go to the hospital. This road is on the way to Jiangcheng Hospital."

The man's concerned voice brought her back to her senses.

Jian Yan touched her hot cheeks, and her face turned even redder. She met Tong Ruixiao's gaze, her lips trembling, not knowing how to start.

The other party was anxious because of this, and frowned nervously: "Are you sick and didn't tell me, Xiao Jian!"

She shook her head: "No, I'm not sick, I just saw something... I don't know how to describe it..."

Tong Ruixiao held her hand and felt no abnormal body temperature. He then checked her forehead and neck, and only then did he feel relieved and visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

Jian Yan hooked his finger and asked him to lean over: "Come closer and I'll tell you."